Raise your brooding eyes
and sullen fragile face
why should you suffer
when it wasn't you
live for today
what happened then
wont go away
after all
your not to blame
your just the victim of the insane

come back to Berlin
come back home again
its springtime in Berlin
and I'll meet you at the wall

There are no words
for all the beauty that you've given
no need to resurrect
the ghost are so well hidden
look what you've done
brilliant minds
poetic sons
forget the wires
and the guns
and walk to hamburg in the sun.